The wind is blowing so hard, and the snow is
falling down to erath in big snowflakes. The loud and crowded city from
daytime, at night it's quiet and mysterious. I painted my soul
in red, so I could feel warm inside. Through
my veins blood turns into Alcohol. And I'll never look the same again. There is another major change in me, and this time we all know this.

I always thought it was sad
the way we act like strangers, but now that all is done, I just don't know anymore..

"I'mma be in your
memory?", I wanted to ask her, now that we're not going to see each other every day any more, but everytime this kind of talks, show up the
ugliest parts in people.

I hate the time I'm spending all alone, thinking about long-time death things while I'm singing along and a tornado flowing around my room. When I look at all the mess it made my body's shaking.

It may be barbarian, but when I look in the mirror and see all these bones, throught my skin, a little shy smile is taking place on my face.

“It
will never get old, not in my soul, not in my spirit, keep it alive.” - Frank Ocean

"She was the type to like things that are concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was… And I think that’s why she struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it. She couldn’t hold onto it and make sure it never changed "Carrie Ryan

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Be at peace, not in pieces

NOSTALGIC MINDS.

“I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can’t stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours.”